Eros sighed again. "Foolish girl," he murmured with irritation. "I understand your desperation to belong somewhere. But you haven't even been anointed yet? I understand now. The gods have sent you as a desperate ploy, thinking I wouldn't hurt a young woman." "So you think I am weak?" Karina snapped. "Typical of your kind. Just because you are one of the cardinal gods doesn't mean you are invincible. I will defeat you and prove my worth to the Court!" The immortal man shook his head. "Sweet Goddess, I appreciate the fire within you to achieve magnificent feats. However, in this case, the Court of Celestials has sent you on a suicide mission." "You're making excuses not to fight," the beauty fired back impatiently. "No. I would gladly give away my godly powers if I could. But you have no idea how tremendous and extensive they are. Your fragile body would disintegrate within seconds." "Lies! Smoke and mirrors!" Eros tilted his head with a concerned expression. "Your adventure must e

Plop! Lila's towel, the only piece of cloth around her naked body, hit the floor like a wet slap, pooling around her ankles. And there she was, my bitch of an elder sister, buck-ass naked, not three feet from where I was hiding under her bed. Obviously, I couldn't see all of her, just the calves and feet. But it didn't change the irremediable fact that Lila was in the nude! My heart slammed against my ribs like never before. I felt really weird. First of all, I had never seen female genitalia before my eyes. My best experience with unclothed women was swimsuit girls when the Osbournes went on a beach trip, and I was dragged along as a handyman servant. Dust bunnies tickled my nose, and I bit my lip hard to stifle a sneeze. This was bad. Real bad. If Lila found me, it'd be game over in the Osbourne family. Gregory would flay me alive, and Gemina would probably set the wild dogs on me. My panic and fear were suddenly countered by another feeling. It was as if my brain short-circuite

Closer. Closer. Closer. Christina's green eyes infiltrated the shadows under Lila's bed like scifi-laser beams. I could smell her bubblegum shampoo up close, mixed with that crisp, soapy scent she always had. Did she bathe in holy water every morning? I wish I could watch— What the hell was I thinking?! Fear returned, and my heart jackhammered like crazy. One more inch, and she'd spot my future-convict face. Worse, the luge that Lila's little OnlyFans show earlier was still there. The combination would be devastating to my life—Busted! Pervert! Rapist! More importantly, I would be out on the street by lunch or be escorted by the cops. Was that my destiny? I had no choice but to use the obvious card available. I blinked, and the system menu flickered in my vision. [Invisibility Skill Lvl 1: Ready. Duration: 20 seconds.] [x2] Fuck it. Activate! A tingle rushed over my skin, like I was a kitten not wanting to take a bath. My body shimmered for a second like a waterbed, and then va

I froze mid-step, forcing myself to make a neutral face. Play it cool, Pan. Let's get the cufflinks first. Ass-kicking and comeuppance will come for her later. "Morning, Christina. I was just... checking if any chores were left in the kitchen." She laughed, a dry, tinkling laughter that didn't reach her eyes. "That's all you're good for, isn't it? You're stuck here polishing silver while Leo's out there conquering the world. He's student president, debate champ, and heir to the Osbourne empire." "And you? An adopted mutt unworthy of the name. Dad should've left you in that orphanage gutter where he found you. At least then we wouldn't have to pretend that you're family." As I clenched my jaw to contain my anger, Christina's gaze raked me up and down, lingering on my rumpled shirt like it was diseased. "Why do you look like you crawled under somewhere?" "Something like that," I replied through pursed lips. How I'd like to crawl under your clothes and enjoy the seasonal fruits. Chri

Christina was acting brave, but her body was already shaking, and her fists were clenched at her sides. I leaned in, close enough to feel her heat, my dick inches from brushing her thigh. "Go ahead. Scream your choir girl lungs out. If Mom and Dad come running, we'll just show them the truth. A pocket check in front of the whole family. Your call, Lady Christina." She froze, her lips quivering, as that devout mask crumbled. Sweat beaded on her forehead and trickled down her neck into the collar of her blouse, darkening the fabric over her cleavage. "What... What do you want? I'm telling you, I don't have it! Just let me go!" Lying bitch. I should just pin her down and get what I want by force. However, I played it cool, my eyes locked on hers. My mind raced with nasty visions—her bent over, jeans yanked down, exposing that tight, virgin asshole and shaved pussy lips, pink and glistening and inviting. I shook my head slightly to shake off the trance. What was happening to me? Why